Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

Went to the doctor for a physical. Needed a tetanus booster. Bah humbug.

A question for the house: Why, if they only stick about the same distance into you as a regular needle, are medical needles so much longer?

Seems like a waste of good needle-material to me.

I am productive!

Okay, so having abandoned my old goal, I have decided to get a new one: Every day, I want to produce something. A short story, a piece of fic, a drawing, icons, whatever.

So, today I wrote a Harry Potter essay, Horcrux Hunting, or Fantastic Magical Artefacts and Where to Find Them, which is essentially all my random thought about the Horcruces written down and organized. I like it very much.